A fellow photographer noted that this growth on a discarded (read: ready for use in the garden) poplar branch looked like lace agate, and it really does. Little glimpses of beauty such as this are all around; we need only seek them out.
None of that for me today, though.My iron gave up the ghost after eight years of service last week right in the middle of things. Unable to pick up a new one (being a seamstress, I’m fairly specific about my irons) until last night, I now have two weeks’ worth of ironing to do—a bigger pile of the work than I think anyone should have to face on a Monday morning! At least there’s coffee. Wish me luck, and you have a delightful Monday!
Victory Rolls and V8s 